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Grown up

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Sometimes I do things that,as a kid, I promised myself I wouldn't. like forgetting to feed the dog or lie or trade in an adventure for light-up sneakers But that's okay, because now I know better. (Or at least I'm old enough to say it) I don't make promises I can't keep, I don't make any actually. I don't shoot very high, anymore. Really I spend most days looking down, watching how gravity pulls. I keep seeing light-up sneakers...
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